Scout X Sniper Novels & Stories

“We use 4D projections, moving targets.” Valeria presses a button, a projection flees in front of us, a faceless figure running around until she shoots the target, and it disintegrates into cubes. “Think you can handle that? It requires fast reflexes that humans don’t have.” She continuously berated. My heart pounded with excitement, electricity sparking in my veins as I curled my fingers around the rifle. Delicately tracing the cartridge, lifting it in my arms and indulging in its lightweight and efficiency. A Scorpion, semi rifle and those were of the top range. Only the elite were granted access, and I knew that from working for Nathan. She slid the magazine over and I took out the bullet

Athur told me that Junior was the one who got jealous, who treated him like the enemy. “Listen to me.” Viktor grabs me by the shoulders giving me such a fright that my whole body start to shake and darkness closes in on me. This cannot be happening now. “Arthur is a very skilled sniper. He can shoot a grown man and his wife from miles away, through a window, while they are sitting at the dinner table, without any harm coming to the 13-year old girl joining them.

A sniper rifle, almost one and a half his height, appeared in his hands as he ran and his hunting partners ran to catch up, weapons also in hand. "Seems like we still have a chance, after all." Slim said with a chuckle as he summoned tranquilizer darts from his storage ring and stored them in a small pouch that was specially modifed into his rifle. This small pouch was not the only thing modifed in the slim hunter's rifle. There was also a blade laced with highly effective poison, attached below the mouth of the gun. It made the rifle look more like a gun of ancient times. **********

Well count me out. "And don't ever fucking call me your boyfriend again, Scar. I don’t belong to anyone. I fuck with who I want, when I want, and you don't fucking get to tell me who." He says in a slowly and dangerously ominous tone, sending shivers crawling up my spine my entire body shudders. Scarlet goes to say something but freezes in her spot when Hunter shoots her yet another deathly glare over his broad shoulder. "If you ever go near her again, I'll kill you myself!" He snarls, venom dripping in his voice the air turns deadly cold. My heart raced, and the moment Hunter looks at me dead in the eye once again, my whole world stops.

Hardin couldn’t help but wonder what a young guy like Hacker was doing in a dangerous place like this. Just then, Sniper and Mauler entered the room, identical twins with strikingly different personalities. Sniper was cold and stoic, while Mauler was lively and fun-loving. "Nice to meet you all," Hardin said, his gaze briefly meeting Butcher’s before looking away. Virus invited Hardin to his personal training room. "So, what do you think?" he asked, curious about Hardin’s impressions. Hardin shrugged. "I thought it would be better. Thanks for letting me try it out."

As for Sean, he finally saw the sniper's face clearly. The sniper looked like an Orwallian; he was clearly a mercenary from abroad. "Who sent you here?" Sean asked coldly. The sniper didn't answer. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, but Sean didn't disappear. Instead, he saw Sean clearer! The sniper finally understood that everything in front of his eyes was really happening. Sean was a top expert! The sniper took a deep breath, and there was an unprecedentedly serious look in his eyes. He quickly pulled out a dagger from his waist. It had been covered with strong venom.

Scar is seated on the bed operating a laptop,she looked up to the man beside her tall and well built,his eyes deep like eyes that held many secrets and knows maybe too much. “Marcus,that works well in our favor, you'll upload the video,my health report,the scan results and everything related to my failing health on my official page when I step out,let's use their delusion against them” She scoffed reading comments under a post bashing her. “Karma,they say karma caught me,that bitch karma is scared of me” He slowly unbottoned his shirt revealing a tattoo covering his chest and stomach,an eagle holding a snake with it's claws,he got into the bathtub slowly.

Alpha Avery says, turning to him, “I’d like to formally have you reinstated as a hunt leader. I know what I’m asking of you and your family, given everything that you’ve endured for the last ten years.” “I understand alpha. I’m ready.” When Alpha Avery looks at me, I feel my body straighten on its own. “Raven, tomorrow Rion will take you to choose your hunt weapon and back up blades. At the end of the week, you will be tested for your team placement.” “Yes, alpha.” He nods, and then dismisses everyone. As we walk back upstairs and out of the cell entrance, the fresh air of the evening feels invigorating after just being down there for an hour.

How come he never looked at him with such rapture? “The sniper is a Shooter.” Fynn declared, “And neither a well-known figure nor a previous offender, otherwise we would have had his power signature in our database.” Shooters had the power to move things with their minds. They were named Shooters because they found it hard to move things slowly and had trouble changing the direction of movement. Due to this, when they used their power to move things, it often resulted in those things shooting in a specific direction. “The glint that you guys saw wasn’t a sniper rifle scope but probably some kind of magnifying lens that would allow him to see you better. Such as binoculars or a telescopic len

said Aiden angrily. The man was really annoying since they were placed in the same division. Unfortunately he couldn't avoid the man because to be honest Ryuki's shooting ability was also good. Even the man could be used to disguise himself in the midst of the civilian population because his face was too normal. Ryuki has a perfect face, with cute dimples that people won't think he's a sniper. In contrast to him who has a cold and unfriendly face that has been feared by many people. Plus, the scratches that ran across his temples made him look like a thug who was really scary and should be shunned immediately. But face, of course, is not an obstacle to carry out his job as a sniper, because